Paru No tears No fears

On top of your heart towards your left, there is a vein for feeling. That's responsible for fears and tears. She took a great breath, deep in. She had headphones on her ears humming some music.

Music is a language of unknown words and unknown feelings you can't explain just feel the breeze in your heart that flows to your face. Before she left her breath back she felt a great feeling of tranquillity the music had given her that happiness. That feeling lasted until the next breath. Each breath felt like a new life. New feelings new experiences new visualisation and daydreams with her eyes open. Nothing is wrong with changing your feelings like seasons. Feelings can change but her face never cried, No tears, No fears smiling all time happily. Her heart was beating for her bravery. The vein of feeling was inactive, she hadn't felt love. She never spelt sadness and did not know the meaning of depression.

Life would change happy stories to the touch of melancholy, that had happened. Breaking your heart and turning life unfair. Something was coming near to her, towards her slowly slowly it came crawling. Hiding unknown to her. Who is she first?

Her name was Paru!

Everyone faces this issue. Life till 10th grade is something different its just the beining of high school. From 11th grade students feel lonely, see new friends, yet think about old friends. New school came she wasn't sad but her old friends were still in her small part of memory. Despite having heavy writing works she spoke some words to the old students. New friends were settling her to the new school. This was a new experience, new friends and new life. But did things change the end of the day, no. Still, she listened to Taylor Swift songs, she liked cats. What did change then? Some feelings changed. In a relationship first, some reason could be so silly, but that's the reason for the beginning of relation. The relationship lasts longer just because connecting the relation with feelings. More than people the feeling is addicting. The mind can recollect memories if it is connected with some feeling. Angry of being bullied, sad and lonely of alienation, happy for the kindness and friendly help. Whenever Paru felt the feelings in her new school, her mind reminded her of the nostalgic past years and past friends.

Yet no tears she got, The brave girl smiled her lips but her heart were in deep time travel thinking about how her past friends, The backbenchers hiding from teachers calling some names finally laughing at each other. Long Days had passed, but still, the heart was beating the past.

Monday morning the sun had risen earlier than ever. Paru still wanted to sleep more after writing pages late night yesterday. She could hardly open her eyes. Paru went to school and came back home as usual. next day had dawned not early but at the right time, Paru looked at callender murmuring something to herself.

"Mm, it's tuesday.Time is going faster ugh!" she sighed. Paru took a long breath and started moving on in time. The bus came, and she boarded the bus. In school, friends greeted her with a wave. Paru smiled and waved her hand back. The accountant's teacher was waiting with chalk and staring at the children. "Children Do you have any doubts about the exercise which I had given as yesterday homework?" A few children nodded their heads with an expression of 'no', a few put their hands up and cleared their doubts taking turns. Paru was wondering about something Suddenly the teacher called out

"Who's that new child, That pink dress girl."

She woked up from that daydream wiping her face. "Yes Sir... I am Paru." she said politely.

"Paru, come write the answer of third question on board"

She hesitated. The homework was incomplete, she stood up with some hesitation.

She spoke to herself "ughh Hmm, this would be this. Thats correct, This is perfect, is this right?"

There were some claps from the teacher. "Give this girl a round of applause! It is from a 12th standard based question, and she proved her right!"

The entire class clapped for her. The entire day went happily with the overjoy of luck or her real chalk mark was correct due to her talent only god and Paru knows about it. She went home, and Paru did her regular work and some artwork. She ate her dinner and went to sleep early, it was just 9 pm.

wednesday was waiting, Paru woke up and peeped out of the window. The sunday moon, stars and entire sky were still asleep. The fan had swirled the papers from tuesday to wednesday, the callender read wednesday. The time was 4:16.

" Today is special." The jump Paru took to get out of sleep was in microseconds. Paru took her phone and she searched for something. She wasn't disappointed but she missed something. Dropped the phone on the couch. Stepped a few steps towards the mirror and looked at her own beauty, days and nights will be no different if the mirror was eye locked with her unique smile. The smile was not bright this day.

Time was ticking and she was already in school this day is moving faster like lightning light.No doubt this day would be louder than the thunder. All the students crowded the bright and colourful dressed girl and wished her with whispers. Life has given such a gift! thanks for it.

school time had come to an end, walking home alone with many thoughts at a time. Even the sky wouldn't fit the space for those thoughts. "What's wrong with him, what about her at least that guy" "Hmm!" there was a sigh. Threw the pair of shoes, and the slow footsteps entered in. opening the door. The room was dark. Before she could think what and why was it so.

Surprise!

The darkness faded and some familiar voices were heard, those faces were unforgettable. This was a scene, that was just like it had happened already. Must be Dejavu or a Daydream, is it just a hallucination? That truth was far more complicated than reality. How did that even happen? That was that time when Paru skipped a beat and forgot to breathe.

It was the old friends, from whom she wanted a tet message. The words that gave glory to friendship.

"Happy Birthday"

Paru found the entire reality different, the logic was far away but she liked that. Finally, the smile was back bright. All her old friends were back for her. They were back for her, They were back for their friend. The time they spent together was hardly a few hours. Those hours were golden hours. Heart craves to record those solid minutes and look back whenever down. Life has highs and lows, when you're really low it's time to jump out from it. Read this whenever you are low. People never move away though the distance between changes. let us stay in touch Paru!

Old friends are like treasure, They are not lost but locked and the key is just in your heart and only you can open the lock.